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That made me want to howl.

There is noslowwhere we’re concerned.

I’m doing it again. Luna-or-Lisa is still talking to me.

“I’m sorry?” I say, deciding I won’t use her name.

I need to get my act together. I can’t allow my obsession with Della to affect my work. Which is like saying I can’t let the sun melt ice, because that’s what she’s doing, every single second. She’s melting me.

The woman flinches, then smiles, flicking her hair with one hand and adjusting her fishnet stockings with the other.

“You seem distracted, Eli.”

“Elias,” I say, even if it makes me seem uptight.

My dad chose my name. It was my grandfather’s, and it meant a lot to him. Few people call me Eli. I promised my dad when I was a kid that I wouldn’t shorten it.

Della is different.

She flinches again. “Okay,Elias… I was wondering if there was anything I could do to help?”

I’m relieved I kept the door open. The last thing I want is for her to take this rejection personally.

It happens from time to time, the students behaving inappropriately toward me. I don’t much like it, and I have never enjoyed the concept of people sleeping together for the sheer physical release of it.

The issue was I never thought I’d find a woman who made me want the real thing.

But now I have.

Standing, I gesture to the clock. “Unfortunately, stress is part of my job. I’ve got another student arriving soon. But if you need anything, please feel free to reach out to me.”

When she leaves, I shut the door and return to my desk.

Taking out my phone, I remind myself of what Della and I had agreed to last night.

We can’t act on this at the school,I told her.I’m proud of the work I do there. I don’t want to put it in jeopardy.

Eli I feel like I’ll go crazy when we see each other in person again. It won’t even seem real. But don’t worry. I won’t jump your bones.

Despite what we said, I feel a physical pull, a compulsion to get close to her.

Are you still in class?I text, not giving myself time to delete it.

No, I’m in the library, she replies.Why?

Did you need any more help with your math?

I go to the window, looking out at the green. The clouds have shielded the sun almost entirely, but shafts of sunlight sneak in, making me think of Della and me… that’s what she’s doing, pushing aside the clouds, letting me see the sun.

I was wondering when you were going to suggest that,she replies.Are you sure? We can’t do anything, you know….

I know, I reply, even as my cock stiffens at the memory of last night.

It doesn’t matter that I’ve deleted the video. I can see it now, her orgasm-flushed cheeks, shivering lips, fluttering eyes, and the beautiful pleasure etched into every inch of her features.

I’ll be there in five, she texts back.

I spend the time sorting through some documents, getting ready for my next one-on-one.

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